Patience in Wounds (Stupidity)

Patience in Wounds (Stupidity)
33. Feels Heavy


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Revan can guess what his wife is feeling right now, when he sees her covering her entire body with a blanket.


"You can be short of breath if it keeps going on" Revan said before entering the bathroom to change clothes.


After hearing the bathroom door close, Rara slowly lowered the blanket that covered up to her head. It was also true what Revan said, hiding under such a thick blanket made the girl feel stuffy.


Huhh...


Rara's like running out of oxygen.


I have to how, I better apologize because I just thought Revan's brother had seen my body. If it is not resolved, it will feel awkward later.


After thinking about it confidently then Rara got up and sat leaning on the side of the bed. Waiting for her husband to come out of the bathroom.


The bathroom door was open, Revan came out wearing the shirt and shorts he used to sleep in.


"You haven't slept?" ask her to the wife who has changed position to sit.


"No, yet" Rara replied as she turned her face away.


The corner of Revan's lips lifted up, looking at the wife's shy behavior.


"What's wrong?" tanya Revan who was currently sitting next to Rara in the same position.


Rara's hand re-mashed the blanket tightly, she could not control her nervousness.


"Mmmm.. There's something I want to talk about with Revan's brother."


"I'm sorry I thought it was Revan's sister who took me out of the bathroom in a state of affairs..." Rara hesitated to say it.


Peffttts


"You're so funny, do you think that I took advantage of the opportunity" Revan guessed.


The booming statement from her husband certainly makes Rara wrong, because it is true if that is what she thinks before knowing the true events of bi Mur.


"I'm sorry, sister, I don't mean to accuse but now I know everything." Rara felt guilty.


"I'm not that kind of man, taking advantage of an opportunity when someone is unconscious."


"One more thing, reduce the habit of sleeping in any place. What if you're in danger while you're asleep."


Revan reminds his wife that it is easy to fall asleep anywhere. It would be dangerous if not in the right place.


"Yes, I'll be more careful next time."


"Sleep, it's been so night."


Revan rubbed his wife's head gently and it was his first time. I don't know where he had that desire.


They began to lay down his body to prepare for sleep, with the position of his back to each other.


Rara smiled, remembering that her husband touched her head earlier. It's just a small thing but it makes her heart flower.


Revan is the same. Feel the softness of the wife's hair that she feels never get salon treatment but can be very soft and beautiful.


Both of them dissolved in their respective minds, until involuntarily drowsiness whack and slowly began to close their eyes. Entering the dream room that might bring them together in different circumstances.


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Rara started working on her eyes it was time she woke up before dawn broke.


But this morning it felt different. He was unable to move his body, as if something heavy had happened to him.


Soon Rara opened her eyes, her sleeping position was right like last night but a hand coiled from her stomach. He tried to raise the hand that could be sure belonged to the husband.


The more Rara tried to let go of her husband's hand, instead of releasing Revan even more tightened her embrace.


How about this, panic Rara.


There was no other way, Rara had to wake her husband by calling and shaking the hand that was coiled in her stomach.


"Sister..."


"Sister, please let go of my brother's hand. I'm going to the bathroom" said Rara.


"So soon, it's still night."


Whether Revan was conscious or not with his words, now he even put his face on the nape of his wife.


Rara held her breath as she felt the warmth of her husband's breath behind her nape. She knows that her husband is not aware of what he is doing.


"Sister..." Rara begins to get uncomfortable as Revan continues to move her head in search of comfort.


While Revan was currently completely unwilling to wake up from his sleep, only this time did he feel very comfortable and did not want to wake up from his dream. The smell of Rara's hair made her fall asleep.


"Sister. please let go first." This time Rara slightly increased the volume of her voice. Not that he did not want to be touched but the dawn prayer had reverberated at this time. For almost an hour she let her husband hold her and now she has to get up for dawn prayers.


Revan finally regained his senses and opened his eyes after hearing his wife's voice.


"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that way."


Revan immediately let go of his embrace and distanced his body as he realized that what he was hugging was not a bolster but his wife.


"It's okay, sister," said Rara and her face turned sad. In a hurry he went to the bathroom to get water.


Seeing the sad face of his wife Revan feeling guilty, he thought Rara must be disappointed because she touched him.


While that was not how Rara felt, she was not angry because her husband hugged her even though it was done in an unconscious state. However, he is sad because Revan apologizes to him after he wakes up. Which means her husband was sorry for what he did, sorry for touching her.


Rara performs her duties, praying dawn on the floor near the bed. She prayed that she would always be given patience and fortitude, not forgetting that she would always include her husband's name in the prayer she prayed.


'O God, take my husband's business today. So that he can graduate with the best grades.'


After finishing doing her duty, Rara immediately came out of her room to cook breakfast this morning. She wanted to make a special breakfast so that her husband was excited to face his scripture trial.


Meanwhile, Revan returns to his dream world because he is not used to waking up too early. Not that he would not do his duty but because his heart had not been touched to carry it out.


Rara herself has not dared to invite her husband to pray five times, let alone force and order. Because facing the creator must be sincere from the heart not because of forced and forced.


"What is a fish head?" rara asked when she was in the kitchen.


"There's a non, aunty get it."


"Thank you bi."


That's how Rara who never forget to say thank you, even though the maid who incidentally does serve her employer.


"It's Non" said bi Mur carrying his non-order.


"Oh yes, thanks Bi."


"Is Miss going to cook fish head soup?" ask bi Mur.


"Yes Bi, for Revan's brother who's today's thesis hearing."


Rara had read in an article about the nutrients contained in fish heads, very good for improving the memory of the human brain.


As a wife Rara wants to always be the first support for her husband. There was nothing she could do to help her husband face the final test of his long educational journey.


The thing she can do as a wife today is just by prayer and cooking good food as a provision for her husband.


to be continue...


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